It's a Crazy/Beautiful Life.

Get down with the sickness

2009-01-28T09:52:00.002-05:00

And I let those lyrics fill my head with more zombies, less disturbed.

This year has flown by. I wish I was feeling better today.
The snow buries the whole city, including and most noticeably prone to my car.

I'm thinking about last year, I miss a lot of people. But I'm also so happy to have met so many who are new.

...Procrastination is writing in your blog.

Steady as she goes.

2008-12-26T09:08:00.003-05:00

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Check out a real blog.
I love you and I love your writing, I'm actually more content after I read it.

Monster mash

2008-10-28T09:15:00.004-04:00

Halloween is here!
J'adore j'alloween.

I'm not even freakin' prepared though.
Gotta jump on that shit.

...Scary.

I'm a trouble-maker.

2008-10-08T01:19:00.003-04:00

1:19am.

Blog.

Awake.

Fucking tea.
Fucking me.
Silly me, is more like it. As silly as the typos I immediately erase, although these mere sentences have been taking more tries than they're worth...

Tonight I ignore any consequences. Tomorrow I'll sulk in regret.

I'm content and I'm full.
Today I bought something yellow.
I mean, YELLOW, can it get any better?

I know exactly what would be better and I know exactly what I want. Or should I say who. ...But probably I should not.

And now time to be a little more useful.

Learning to fly.

2008-09-25T22:17:00.004-04:00

And I doubt this is a good start...

The mind is flowing and I must keep going.
I want.
I want to be the right person.
I want to do the right things.
I want to do things!
I want to stand up for these feelings and stop falling short.
Make my way back home and learn to fly.

All I can do is try.
Try harder.

"Seriously, do it. Do it. Do it."
For damn sure Starsky.

Penny lane.

2008-09-10T10:15:00.001-04:00

I've got a lot of shit to do today.

Cup o' tea and it's all possible.

Don't want to be a drama queen.

2008-08-05T11:34:00.003-04:00

I simply will not stand for it.

It's time; to get things together. (In life).

Time to touch those toes, stand up straight and kick some figurative ass. To feel good, to be good and to attract good. It's not very sunny today but I see the light. Maybe it's just all this fucking tea but I'm in a happy mood.

Summer is close to an end and there's too many people calling this a good thing. More like, an unbelievable thing. An inevitable thing. Something that has to happen for it to happen again. And I get all of this, it's all easy to comprehend. But as much as serving dumb lattes and blended something-rathers is dull, and I do find myself missing the social setting of school, I don't really want summer to end so fast. I want more good times and chilling summer nights. I want to do more before it's over, but I don't know what.

Slow down everyone, we're moving too fast!

Note to Self:

2008-06-22T00:41:00.004-04:00

Do not drink any caffeinated tea past 5pm; I don't care how AMAZING it is, nor how peachy-keen. You're a freaking pussy with caffeine in your system.

...So apparently being a pussy means you cannot fall asleep at an appropriate hour. It's a slightly more abstract definition than what you might read in Webster.

...Come to think of it, I'm now pondering what the Webster definition of "pussy" actually is.

...And tea will always be delightful.

...And despite the fact your mind is too stimulated to let you sleep, your thoughts are still remarkably stupid.
And dull.
And consumingly so.

(See above).

...And you're posting on your blog.
That's never good.

May I repeat:
Do not drink any caffeinated tea past 5pm.

2nd note to self:
Become less freaking vulgar.

(They're actually kind of funny).

When I'm sixty-four.

2008-06-09T22:18:00.000-04:00

Thunderstorms can still be scary and mowing the lawn in pastels is not living.
But either is biking past them?

We're not climbing enough fences here.

When life gives you lemons...

2008-06-06T08:27:00.000-04:00

...make lemonade.

When it keeps giving you lemons and starts throwing them at your neck, make shittier lemonade... and charge extra.

When it persists and persists, and keeps giving you fucking lemons, so many god damn disgusting lemons that you insist you've gone color blind because there cannot, be, thismanyfuckinglemons... I mean one of them has to be a lime or something... That, my friend, is when you don't make lemonade.

Now pull out your gun.

Tacks for snacks, popcorn at 7?

2008-05-27T15:47:00.001-04:00

Indie Indie Indie Indie Indie Indie Indie

Innnndiana Jones!
NO TIME FOR LOVE DR. JONES!
Omg.
Can a person be this psyched to see a movie?
For realz?

It's fun cause I haven't felt this kinda film-evoked anticipation in a long time, so it's nice.
Nice nice nice.

I'm tired.
Tired tired tired.

In fact why am I writing this?
Peace out.

Come as you are.

2008-05-26T09:29:00.000-04:00

9:29am.
Up and at em'.

I'm still tired.
Hit the bed early last night though.

I have so much effing laundry to do and really no reason for writing today's blog.
I mean I'm talking about effing laundry. Fgs.

My cell beckons. All the boys go cuh-razay for Kristin's texts.
I don't care though. Let me sit half-conscious as I stare at my guitar and only wish I was playing it as well as Kurt Cobain. Or Jack White. Or Eric Clapton. Or Hendrix. Jonathan who names a kid Hendrix? It's actually kinda awesome though.

A bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch would be awesome.
Boo Cheerios.
I'll eat you anyways. Bitter of course.
Full of resentment...

Smells like teen spirit!

Let's dance.

2008-05-07T16:59:00.000-04:00

As I sit and gaze through my window I see fogged outlines of birds cleaning themselves in the rain.
This ugly, dreary and bitter rain.

Where has the sun gone to hide? Oh I saw you this morning, don't even go there. Or fine, go, be a douche, just... come back! I luhhhhveee youuuu.

And this is where Kristin takes her medication?
And no, I speak not of the bottle of horse-sized antibiotics.

Nicotine, Valium, Vicodin, Marijuana, Ecstasy and Alcohol.

Even I must ignore my disinterest in Star Wars to say...

2008-05-04T21:54:00.001-04:00

May the fourth be with you.

It's good.

2008-04-14T18:46:00.000-04:00

I love remembering the beauty in nature.

We as a society become so caught up in man-made distractions of the everyday, we rarely take the time to stop and see what the world really is.
And it's beautiful.

First.

2008-04-14T10:10:00.000-04:00

I'm here, I'm willing, and why not?
Lets see where this takes me.